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realityshifted2010-04-27 05:39 am
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001 § it was supposed to be a quiet one
[The Plane has probably seen all sorts of loud and extravagant entrances, but not this one. …In fact, veterans may spot one pale and scrawny young boy unfamiliar to these parts pacing around aimlessly without watching where he was going, looking rather distressed while he muttered to himself.]
…But that makes no sense. Even if this was a Reality Marble, for it to be that solid and everlasting is beyond what even the most skilled of magi at the Clock Tower can do. It’s impossible for something this – this… organized to exist and be continuously maintained without me having ever come across a single book depicting a place as such! It’s even more impossible that nothing would have been archived about this place to begin with, if it was really here during all this time!
[And then a white brochure literally falls onto his head. Any onlookers shall hear a yelp of surprise and some interesting flailing, before the boy takes hold of the piece of paper, and frowning, begins to read.
Two seconds later.]
“The Astral Plane, so named for no given reason, acts as a 'meeting point' between multiple universes.”
[He pauses and looks up, fidgeting with the brochure, but still leaving it in perfect condition. He’s wholly pensive, now.] …Ugh, this really sounds like a bad joke, but if anything on this is actually true… Caster has already been defeated, and since I’ve never heard or seen of anything like this back at the Clock Tower, then it would only make sense that this Plane reached out for my world, as opposed to it having been created from mine. [Calming down with that, he buries his nose back into reading.
Two seconds later.]
E-eh? Really? So… It’s that easy to come and go? That’s good… [A sigh of relief.] Provided that what this says is true… At least I don’t have to explain this to Rider, I guess. That’s good. I can still feel him, too. That does prove that we’re still connected to Fuyuki, so it doesn’t seem like there’s any inconsistencies so far… …Yeah. If I can do this on my own, that’s fine. I don’t need that selfish idiot to know about this to complicate things further! [And before he knew it he was shouting at a constant source of headache that wasn’t even there, though he grows quiet and thoughtful again, quick enough. Back to the brochure.
Some unintelligible mutter about ‘Meredith’ and ‘twin’ and ‘this writing is terrible – are they having fun or trying to actually inform newcomers of this place?’ follow, and then –
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Silence.
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Followed by a cry of pure anguish and terrorthat contained the immeasurable despair of the entire populace of Persepolis upon learning that they lost everything because Alexander the Great got really drunk one night, and you would probably be surprised that such a small kid could have such impressive vocal cords --
W-WHHAAAAAAAAAAAAT? RIDER, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!?!?!??
[The brochure is now on the ground. So is Waver. He looks absolutely horrified. ...Approach?]
…But that makes no sense. Even if this was a Reality Marble, for it to be that solid and everlasting is beyond what even the most skilled of magi at the Clock Tower can do. It’s impossible for something this – this… organized to exist and be continuously maintained without me having ever come across a single book depicting a place as such! It’s even more impossible that nothing would have been archived about this place to begin with, if it was really here during all this time!
[And then a white brochure literally falls onto his head. Any onlookers shall hear a yelp of surprise and some interesting flailing, before the boy takes hold of the piece of paper, and frowning, begins to read.
Two seconds later.]
“The Astral Plane, so named for no given reason, acts as a 'meeting point' between multiple universes.”
[He pauses and looks up, fidgeting with the brochure, but still leaving it in perfect condition. He’s wholly pensive, now.] …Ugh, this really sounds like a bad joke, but if anything on this is actually true… Caster has already been defeated, and since I’ve never heard or seen of anything like this back at the Clock Tower, then it would only make sense that this Plane reached out for my world, as opposed to it having been created from mine. [Calming down with that, he buries his nose back into reading.
Two seconds later.]
E-eh? Really? So… It’s that easy to come and go? That’s good… [A sigh of relief.] Provided that what this says is true… At least I don’t have to explain this to Rider, I guess. That’s good. I can still feel him, too. That does prove that we’re still connected to Fuyuki, so it doesn’t seem like there’s any inconsistencies so far… …Yeah. If I can do this on my own, that’s fine. I don’t need that selfish idiot to know about this to complicate things further! [And before he knew it he was shouting at a constant source of headache that wasn’t even there, though he grows quiet and thoughtful again, quick enough. Back to the brochure.
Some unintelligible mutter about ‘Meredith’ and ‘twin’ and ‘this writing is terrible – are they having fun or trying to actually inform newcomers of this place?’ follow, and then –
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Silence.
............ ...........
Followed by a cry of pure anguish and terror
W-WHHAAAAAAAAAAAAT? RIDER, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!?!?!??
[The brochure is now on the ground. So is Waver. He looks absolutely horrified. ...Approach?]

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This does not occur when only one of us is here, but it does when both of us are? That doesn't seem to make sense at all right now because I still don't know enough, but wouldn't that be to our advantage? The Mackenzies' place has been a good base, but here, no other Masters or Servants may sense us. It's actually an ideal location to regroup, unless-
[Blink, and he looks up seriously, for once.]
Have you seen, felt, or heard of the presence of another Master or Servant relating to Heaven's Feel, here? [...It might have been an useless question, knowing how Rider is, but it never hurts to take that chance and ask.]
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Haha, yes, just one! Saber is able to come here as well, though she seems to be from a bit later in the War than us! How odd that is! But I did not ask any details, since we would both like it to remain a surprise, wouldn't we?
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Don't lump what you would like with what I would like!
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She's- from a bit later? Are you saying that she's from our future? [Surprise is quickly turning into thought, however. ...Well, why not? Time and Space are relative. If this plane can meddle with Space, then wouldn't it be natural for it to be able to do so with time, too?]
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Don't get excited. If this world can truly draw people from any world and any time, what tells you that it can't do the same for alternate realities? For all you may know, maybe this Saber from a Fuyuki City where the war would turn out differently, so even if you ask, it may be pointless. [It probably sounded like wistful babble, but it's honestly half of his scholarly speculations rambling. ...They weren't doing bad at all, after all, and the war was progressing. Despite all he whines about, Waver wasn't actually lacking in confidence right now. He's just talking more because he's still upset and a bit nervous, admittedly.]
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[...] Do you know what sort of books they have? [Again, he could just go find out himself once he gets there, and knowing Rider, he'll probably tell him he found a copy of 'The Iliad' on the plane and be happy about that. It would be the extend of what Waver will be able to get out of the King of fuzzy bear Conquerors.
Then why is he asking?
...Urgh, let's not think too hard about that.]
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{So off they go!}